Bringin a tear to my eye

Awesome announcement.

Cy Preclops

—I haven’t had a drink since Saturday.
—It’s Wednesday.
—I know
—You sound like an alcoholic.
—I know. It still feels good not to drink. I’m going to keep going with it.
—Good! That’s good.
—Every time I make a proclamation like this I immediately undermine myself, but I sort of want to become totally straight-edge: no booze, no drugs, no [...]

Permanent Teardrop.

Hey Cancer
How’s “the darkness
Fine
Not as dark as you make it sound
Black beans and codfish
Shapeshifter rsvp’d.
Self-Zine?
Got fired Friday, can’t make it
Dog wearing lipstick?
Dunno,  she’s in heat, maybe spayed,  upset
really?
aye
listen
Fear-monger
canceled too. it’s just gonna be me you and self-zine
shapeshifter
And li’l caesar
The pizza guy

used to work for Men’s Wearhouse.
Hey whoww ofenn does your zine come out?
—Every other fortnight
does [...]

Eyeball Soup

There is a bowl of chili here.
Steam rises from its beans and meatflecks. It billows politely around a dollop of cold sour cream.
As you gaze into the stew, my face—the face of a young, obese Steven Spielberg, “replete” with undirty baseball cap and full Jewish hair fanning out from beneath the cap’s circumference—appears to you [...]

Alfredo Nightmare

FACEBOOK, NY. 2009.
The air is suffused with sex and romance. A woman in an apron pulls a baking sheet of marzipan from the oven and sets in on the counter to cool. I wrote this last weekend, but am for some dumb reason ([internet] problems at home) only posting it now.

WOMAN: I’ve got to sing [...]

Big

“I’m the one who played Pemulis for him,” confirmed Big’s big brother when contacted by phone. “Girl with Curious Hair” came about, he said matter-of-factly, “because I told him stories in my living room while listening to a Keith Jarrett record.”
Wonderful short DFW-errata-sleuthing essay by Michael Casper (via Quoinstone)

my visceral dinner

DENNIS: Too busy to blog
JENNY: Too busy even for me? Your “private” blog?
DENNIS: [his laughter setting his corpulence a-vibratin'] Well….. a ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho

[ten minutes later]
DENNIS: [screaming] Fuuckk!!!!!
JENNY: [deadpan] What’s wrong
DENNIS: Nothing
JENNY: Oh. I thought you were screaming
DENNIS: Naw, just “surfin the web”
JENNY: Ha. Cool.
DENNIS: Where [...]

Does Daniel Johnston Get Babes?

I’m just curious. What do you think? I think he might. But I don’t know. I haven’t seen the documentary. There is a “new interview” with him here. There is a new song here. I am totally going blind; I love music, art, and erotic mystery.
Laters,
Percy

Alcohol in Rock

In this paper I will argue that rock music has a dark nut of alcoholism that you unavoidably must swallow if you want to understand the songs. This isn’t true — none of this is true. Is true. Literally. This is a Sentence I’m writing for myself, so Don’t Worry if you Don’t Like it. [...]

Froze Janiveer, Cleaner from Venus

Froze Janiveer
Leader of the year

Minced pies in van

Calf’s head in rear

——Charles Churchill,
English poet (1731-64)

[via Martin Newell]
(who? who?)

AQ: Everything you say is hopelessly opaque. The same can be said of all your friends from college. I never know what any of you are talking about.
QA: How’s this? I had heard of Martin Newell but [...]